Nature never hurts in premeditative statutes <br />but humans do as often in frequent wavelengths <br />beneath their knotted brains of nothingness <br />Certain at times like branches of trees <br />spread towards sky, curious forms to capture <br />the unknown and conquer unviverse <br />in meaningless invasions like leaves <br />of acanthus perplex not wind <br />Merciless, no fear or tears for them <br />in bereavements as dusty leaves <br />cling to dust, one rain can wash away <br />the covered layers of dust but not absent <br />minded human forms, from multitudes <br />of heavy burdens earth's axis agile, <br />unseen to endure the deliberate <br />frame ups and learned late to listen, <br />trust only the ceaseless whisper <br />of ocean and the captivating music <br />of puzzled sea wind.... <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />27/12/2008<br /><br />Rema Prasanaa<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nature-95/
